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now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Orthoclase-Alpha - Jan 16 2020 The orthoclase also taught itself a number of lessons, such as the following: no, you cannot punch rocks apart; yes, you can clobber a rat to kill it and eat it. Stomping was less efficient than a well-placed bite, but Alpha was in a bit of a hurry with the realization that it was a growing, molting hybrid monstrosity that apparently needed to eat quite a bit on the daily. It was shaking off the last of its first molt onto the ground as it sauntered into Canis. The shed exoskeleton almost immediately drifted away, carried by the breeze coming out of Tunnel P. Alpha lowered its head, and sniffed long and hard. This sensing just went plain ignored, though, as it went to the same place it always did to hunt rats: some conveniently-left ribcage or other body part that the rats loved to massacre. As expected, there were a few. Alpha dropped as low as it could without dragging part of its quills or arm-spikes along the ground, and then lunged forwards in a loud flurry of movement. It lashed out with a single arm, snagging one of the bunch by the tail and immediately yanking it back. Faced with too large of an opponent and certain death, the other Lessers vanished into the woodwork. They left its unfortunate companion with the dishonor of having its neck squeezed in one meaty forepaw and being smacked against the rock as hard as possible. Chittering oh-so-softly in eagerness for another captured meal, the orthoclase tossed it into its mouth and trotted off into the bones to eat it, almost using a shoulderblade like a gruesome plate. The sight was plain grisly, entrails going first and bodily fluids just going everywhere. RE: now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Scion - Jan 17 2020
Beta had, unfortunately, learned quite quickly that the Commander and the Chief Officer weren't going to be doing its hunting, even though it was definitely still a child and barely knew how to stalk its prey. Well, that wasn't true - it did, it just didn't want to. Stalking took time. Being quiet and sneaking consumed too many minutes. But running after prey without a care took far too much energy for the yield. It was strong, yes, and fast, but lessers were sometimes faster. RE: now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Orthoclase-Alpha - Jan 17 2020 An existence which was currently miserable. Gathering up its rat in its crooked jaws, Alpha shouldered through the bones towards Beta. Looking at the injured paw and mangled rat... the orthoclase had to laugh. Its own quarry smacked down wetly on the bones as Alpha started howling in laughter at its sibling's predicament. After that moment of pure Cain instinct passed, though, it lowered its head and sniffed at the injured paw concernedly. If Beta was injured, then they couldn't train or tussle. That wouldn't be good for the Overseer. The Overseer wanted them to be strong and capable. Alpha clucked and fussed at the wound, sticking its tongue out to lick it gently around the bone. @Ruby-Beta RE: now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Scion - Jan 17 2020
Beta was unsure of what to do with its impaled paw. It wanted to take the bone out, but something told it that that might be a bad idea. It wasn't bleeding a lot, but it made sense that it would if the thing stopping the blood was removed. It sat still for now, considering what it should do when laughter caused its head to turn. @Orthoclase-Alpha RE: now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Orthoclase-Alpha - Jan 18 2020 Beta started to sober up at around the same time, laughter and mirthful expression morphing into a wince. Having a bone stuck in a foot couldn't be fun; Alpha didn't think it'd be very helpful to walk on one, even. Breaking off the rat would just make it harder to get out later. Clicking its teeth together, quills flaring up in thought, the sextaped scuttled forwards. Then full threw its weight at Beta, bowling the poor thing over so it could grab the injured paw and fix its jaws around the bone. It pulled at the wrong angle, apparently, sending a spurt of Beta-blood directly into its eyes - and a very expected howl of pain. @Ruby-Beta RE: now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Scion - Jan 18 2020
Alpha's laughter was getting kind of annoying. Yeah, yeah, Beta got a rat bone stuck in its paw, very funny. It laughter with its sibling for a minute, but now that the moment had passed, Beta really only cared about getting it out. It was very painful and it was starting to get uncomfortable standing on three legs. It continued trying to break the rat off for the moment, but each wrench caused another spike of pain that made it unwilling to try again. There had to be a better option. RE: now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Orthoclase-Alpha - Jan 18 2020 @Ruby-Beta RE: now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Scion - Jan 18 2020
Beta continued trying to lick the blood, trying to stop it from flowing so freely from the wound, but the bone had apparently done more damage then it'd realized. There was a lot of blood - a lot - and it just wasn't slowing down. Fear started making its way into Ruby-Beta's head as it resorted to trying to press down on its paw. But the pain kept it from being too harsh with itself, so it didn't even do much so stop the bloodflow. RE: now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Orthoclase-Alpha - Jan 18 2020 At the same time, a voice boomed down from the mouth of Tunnel P: I AM HOSTING A LESSON. A few moments later, and - I expect all the new brood to be here. Acidic eyes fixed on the smaller, purpler sibling, teeth grinding together in a grumble. Pacing a few steps, it considered. Wasn't there a - medic? A servant just for helping with this kind of stuff? Alpha grunted a few times to itself, quills rattling with annoyed thought. They were on short notice, given the Overseer'd called for them. Finally, it smoothed down its quills with one arm. ;exit alpha @Ruby-Beta RE: now, that's not quite what i had in mind... - Scion - Jan 18 2020
Dammit, the blood just wouldn't stop coming! Beta didn't like the feeling of pressing too hard on its palm, it sent a spike of pain running up their leg and they flinched whenever they did it. It ended up just stuffing the whole of its paw into its jaws, licking at the blood with its tongue and trying to staunch the flow as best it could. Still, it dripped from their chin onto the ground despite their efforts. |